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Loren A couple of months ago, way too long ago actually (Ehhh hmmmm, Lisa), our Trotting with Tots group had a potluck dinner. One of the recipes that we tried out was called Bacon-Parmesan Spaghetti Squash, and because I wanted to make it for dinner tonight, I thought I would share it with you too! Only I will not be arriving at your house with the dish already made---you will have to make it yourself. wah wah. And who wouldn't want warm Fall food on a SUPER freakishly hot Summer day? Pfffttt. Bacon-Parmesan Spaghetti Squash serves 6-8* *This is often posted as a side dish, but I find it to be quite filling and very satisfying as a main dish. To each their own... 1 large spaghetti squash (approximately 4.5 lbs) 1 pound bacon 1/4 c butter (8 T.) cut into small pieces 1 c. shredded parmesan cheese salt and pepper to taste Preheat over to 375 Line baking sheet with parchment paper cut squash into 1" rings, width-wise like so:  Remove pulp and seeds from squash and cook (laying flat) for 40-45 min While squash is baking.... Cut bacon into small pieces and cook in skillet until nice and crispy remove bacon from pan with slotted spoon (so not to grab excessive grease) set bacon aside Remove squash from oven, allow to cool just a bit before handling Remove strands from each slice using a fork until the squash resembles spaghetti (so fun!) Place squash in a large bowl and add butter pieces, shredded parmesan cheese and bacon crumbles Season with salt and pepper as needed  YUMMY!
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**Please note that this would have been posted yesterday, but the internet went out for a mere 12 hours.... because that happens often** It has most definitely been one of THOSE weeks. Monday: Wake up to a broken FitBit (perhaps I shouldn't have gone swimming with it on for over an hour the night before--oops), two rowdy kiddos and a gassy pup (what the hell did she eat?!). Assuming my day would progressively get better, I was still optimistic about my Monday. Met with the group, only about 5 min late (better than our normal commute I'd say), and saw that the Clarksville Splash Pad was functioning this 'fine' morning (side note: on our last visit, Ethan (age: 2.92 years at the time) had managed to get the splash pad going for just long enough to soak him, but the remaining 8 ADULTS couldn't get the thing started again to save our lives. We left that day with one super-soaked Ethan and a group of perplexed parents on the phone with Austin Parks and Rec). As we begin our run to Town Lake, dodging cars across 6th (I survived...barely), and up onto the Hartford Bridge, POP! Who needs an achilles to run? My calf instantly swelled and my ankle looked like a tree trunk. Rad. I hobbled my way back to the (optimism insert: WORKING) splash pad and waited for the rest of the mama tribe to run their 4+ miles through my favorite part of town. Did I mention I love hills? Tarrytown and I get along quite nicely for that reason, but I disagree with the cost of said hills. $800k for 1600 sq ft? I'm good. I'll stick to gawking as I run hobble through the hood rather than pull into a driveway there. Wah wah. After the splash pad, I ventured home... with my ever-growing calf pushing the clutch in my manual car (why?!). Engine light goes on, optimism is failing. Or 'Fialing' as us Trotters like to say. The rest of the afternoon I tried to lay low, and focus on watching The Bachelorette that evening. Oh wait, it was an OFF week. Buckets. Tuesday: Wake up excited to run at Robinson (a fav park of mine), and on a new trail!!! But I remember I can't run so depression sinks in. Call docs. No availability for over a week. Show up to walk. It's flooded. Walk old route with two friends, good times. Go home for lunch and call around to more doctor's offices, no one is able to see me for what seems like an eternity. Find a guy who specializes in Manual Therapy and he's free tomorrow (thank you, Tara!). Kids do not nap until WAY after they are suppose to. Wake them after approx 45 min of sleep to take the youngest to her well check where she gets hella shots and then off to TBall with a boy that has no desire to go. Drag them anyway, sweat, argue, leave hungry. Baby blowout in the car on the way home. Carpet shampoo is involved. Wednesday: Have 20 people over for crafts in the morning, YL oils own me, husband comes home to be with the kids, go to see Kerry Rickelman, aka Master Manual Manipulator. Doesn't like the Cubs. White Sox fan. Reminds me of my Dad (also a Northie and Sox fan--I don't understand), so I like him. Manual Therapy is NO JOKE. Equivalent: Someone dragging brass knuckles across a freshly opened wound. Yep. That enjoyable. Leave after 93 minutes of agony (but who's counting), shake my way home in my stick shift car... again, think about stopping at CarMax on the way, make it through my front door, kids are sleeping... breathe. Naps are over, husband stays home and helps me, Book Club that night. Two glasses of wine. ICE BATH. Satan. Should have had 3. Thursday: Calf (achilles) is feeling SO MUCH BETTER. Run Brushy Creek with the Eagle. Ahhh... feeling a bit normal again. Play at the park, eat lunch, pick up a minion for a friend, we all nap, play and then... ICE BATH per Doctor McEllin. Fudge nuggets. Friday: Friend goes into labor, add a kiddo the bunch, insert carseat, pawn off +1 to a friend for jogging (with my stroller #1), drive to splash pad, prep for run.... flat tire in stroller #2. FIAL. Play at the splash pad, daughter is clingy, labor was a false alarm, friend goes home, kids eat lunch, nap time is happening.... I squint. There is light. TGIF! And because the kids are napping and I deserve a treat, I am attempting these: http://blog.feelgreatin8.com//3-ingredient-peanut-butter-banana-cookies/ If I don't burn them (because let's face it....), I'll let you know how they are. Here's to not chipping my tooth! Cheers and bring on the weekend! UPDATE: They're not too shabby. I added mini dark chocolate chips and cinnamon. I think they could have used more PB2. Overall, 4 stars. Lisa
It's Featured Member Friday er... Thursday! Each month, we feature one of our magnificent members so you can get to know our crazy crew. How do we decide who to feature? With a super fair draw out of a hat by the closest toddler in tow. Ok, so due to some serious slacking, our Member of the Month feature has been more of a Member of Every Other Month feature. I will rectify this, I promise, especially since we have so many magnificent members to talk about! This month we would like you to meet Ashley F., aka Ash, Ashes, Pee Wee, or Drop it Like It's Hot. Ashley has mastered the mid-run stoop and scoop of lost toys, snack cups, hats, and shoes as her 2-year-old daughter Bella keeps her busy on every run! Ashley and Bella's favorite place to run is Town Lake, where Bella likes to people-watch, and Ashley is working on training for her second half marathon this fall. She is obsessed with running shoes, and is usually sporting Saucony or Asics, saying that "the shoes make or break your run." Her fitness lifestyle started way back when she was 15, and a friend dared her to enter a fitness competition. She grew up in a travel trailer in Oklahoma, but has lived in Austin for almost 25 years total, where she has worked as a Legal Assistant, and done Sales/Marketing in Education. She's currently working on her Real Estate license, and writing and illustrating her first book of children's short stories to be ready for publication soon! While not over-achieving career-wise, Ashley and her husband, Rommel, love to explore the Pecan Street Festival, Hamilton Pools (seriously, if you haven't been, make it a priority), and avoiding Calliou and Peppa Pig on the TV. If you need a serious voice impersonator, or an expert hand bells player, she's your gal. She's also quite proficient at collecting Mami Anne figures, and alerting everyone in a 3-mile radius to the presence of a cockroach via her high-pitched screams. She says they're so high only dogs can hear part of them. You can find Ashley hanging out in South Austin at Dick Nichols park, or sneaking a frosty with french fries from Wendy's after a workout. Salty and sweet, what's not to like? You won't see her at the local grocery store anymore, as she has to avoid it ever since Bella pulled her mama's shirt down and screamed "Chiii chiiiiis!!!" while they were waiting in line there recently. We are glad to have Ashley as part of the group, and excited to have a realtor as part of our eclectic group! |
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